Releasing me from the kiss he lifted himself up, supporting himself on his arms as he looked down at me. I brought a hand to his cheek and slowly slid it along his face, eventually tracing my fingertips over his full lips. As I did this I slowly rubbed my thighs on his side and tilted my head, giving him a smile that was shining in my eyes as well.
“So beautiful” he said softly as he moved down a bit and lowered his head to on of my nipples. Capturing it in his mouth he gently teased it with his tongue and lightly bit it. I moaned in appreciation and thrust my chest upwards.
His worship of my body had just began and he spent a delicious and agonizing amount of time treating my breasts like no one ever had. His skilled mouth and hands kept bringing me to the edge of orgasm as he conveyed his adoration of them to me.
By the time he began slowly licking and kissing his way down my body I was floating in a sea of bliss.
Using his hands he slowly slid my legs apart, exerting gentle pressure on my thighs. With wanton pleasure I reached down and took hold of my ankles and spread myself fully, holding my legs completely open for him. This offered up my shaved pussy at the best angle for him and he smiled at me upon seeing what I had done.
“Limber little minx” he said as he chuckled a little. I smiled at him. I could not help but think that I was being made love to by a man who was a genuinely kind and gifted lover. He was different from any older man I had ever been with and I felt a caring I had not, up until that point in my life, ever experienced with a lover.
He moved his face close to my pussy and gently blew his warm breath onto it, causing me to writhe and whimper softly.
Looking up at me he gently whispered “Thank you” before slowly covering my pussy with gentle licks and kisses. His slow and sensual oral loving to my pussy was pure magic. His technique flawless as he alternated between long licks, gentle kisses, quick flicks of his tongue and finally burying it deep inside me. He was lapping away at my juices and I was boiling with pleasure.
Mr. Reynolds’ skill was amazing. His passion for oral sex clear to me. His gifted and torturous technique however was to deny me orgasm. As it built up and the wave was about to break across me he would prevent it with gentle changes to tempo. Never in my life had anyone denied me orgasm for as long as he did. It was a delicious and frustrating experience. Part of me wanted to cum so badly, but the masochistic side wondered how long he could torment me for.
After what seemed like an eternity he slowly began kissing his way up my body. By the time he reached my face I was clawing at him, whimpering and begging in Japanese for him to fuck me.
He knew exactly what I was saying and kissed me deeply and passionately as his cock again touched my dripping hot pussy. Slowly and steadily he slid his beautiful cock into me, spreading my pussy wide and making me shake with arousal. The tip of his cock came to rest against my cervix and he just held himself there, our bodies completely joined.
I was a hair’s width from what was one of the most intense orgasms of my life. My body was covered in a sheen of sweat and I wrapped myself tightly against him.
Still kissing me he slowly pulled his cock back, my pussy grasping at it hungrily. He motion to slow to trigger my orgasm and I knew that he was going to torture me with his cock now. He continued his agonizingly, yet tantalizingly, slow pace fucking me deeply and deliberately while at the same time denying me my release. I felt like a great tsunami of pleasure was waiting to crash against me. I was going insane with passion but could not force the issue as he had me pinned under him and was completely in control.
Near tears I began begging “Please…. please… I can’t… please”
He pulled back from our kiss and stared at my face. I knew he could see the absolutely lewd expression I was wearing, but any embarrassment I felt at that was secondary to my need to orgasm.
I could see the need reflected in his own face and locking eyes with him I said one last time “Please.”
Mr Reynolds began to increase the momentum of his fucking into me. He did not stop penetrating me deeply and soon I felt it coming, a great and unimaginable surge of pure pleasure. It was so intense I began to cry and felt a brief stab of fear as it slammed into me. My body was completely consumed by it as I screamed silently and went completely rigid. My vision was full of stars as I felt my pussy convulsing and every muscle in my body seemed to pulse and contract. In a distant way I could feel my pussy squirting like it had never done before.
All through this Mr Reynolds never stopped thrusting and never slowed down. I had barely began to come down when another wave crashed into me, and another. It was the most intense multiple orgasm I had ever had. When he began slowing his thrusts it allowed me to return from heaven. I could feel the tears coursing down my cheeks and felt the lingering effects of the that pleasure resonating through my entire body.
I opened my eyes and looked up into his face and was hit hard by what I saw there. Pure love. That was another first for me and I had no idea what to do with it. He was still thrusting in me and watching me. Finally he leaned down and began gently licking my salty tears from my cheeks and then kissing me again.
When I felt the next series of orgasms building I thought I was going to die, that all of this pleasure was going to kill me. I had no idea where this man was finding such stamina. I was powerless under him. He had taken my body and shown and already shown me such pleasure as I never imagined existed. But he was not done yet.
Surrendering to it I simply moaned and felt the orgasms again pouring over me. They were nearly as intense as the first set, which is to say better than the best anyone else had given me. Over what seemed like a lifetime he brought me to orgasm again and again. His cock stirring my pussy in a way I never imagined.
When I realized he was starting to drive his cock into me faster and faster I knew he was going to cum. He laid down fully on me, his head above mine. I leaned upwards and began licking his neck.
“Please… give me your cum… please fill me with cum… please” I repeated over and over.
With a mighty shove he buried his cock inside me and I felt it pulsing as he came deep into my womb and I came with him.
We laid there, sharing our joining and shivering with the bliss of our shared orgasm. When his body relaxed on top of me my pussy was still having mini orgasms.
I laid there and gently wrapped my arm around him and kissed the side of his neck as I felt him slowly return his breathing to normal. Slowly he lifted himself and looked down at me with a smile on his face.
“Yukio… I can’t even find the words.” He said softly.
“Please do not try.” I replied “Your love making has said a thousand upon thousand words.” and I gently pulled him down into a kiss. It was a slow and loving kiss and one that conveyed my appreciation to him, as well as a gentle goodbye.
I knew he understood and agreed. I could not stay with him and it was not realistic to even imagine that I could. When the kiss ended I slowly rose from the bed and went to my clothes and began dressing again. He laid there watching me with a smile on his face that made me feel so much happiness in return. Once my hair was fixed in the pony tail I walked back over to the bedside and leaned over and kissed him again.
When I started walking back toward the window he laughed lightly and said “You know, the door is an option sweetie.”
I stopped and had to laugh. He got up out of the bed and walked with my downstairs. I gave him one more kiss before I left through the back door. Getting back to my home and inside was easy. Undressing and climbing into bed I thought about Mr. Reynolds and felt myself smiling with contentment. When I started to giggle suddenly it was for one simple reason… I realized I had left his screen on the roof.
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